Chapter 1102 Brewing

"Haha, fellow swordsman Yuan Qing!" Yingzhuo flew over and said with a smile, "This monk named Tu from Quanjinshan is really insidious! He actually made a sneak attack while fellow swordsman had just consumed his sword yuan! You can't kill him Killing is normal!"

Hearing Yingzhuo mention killing Tu Hong, Yuan Qing became a little embarrassed again! To be honest, he really looked down on Tu Hong a little bit just now. He wanted to play with him and show the majesty of the Sky Sword Sect in front of many sword cultivators and Qin Cultivators. It also made the sword cultivators of the Sword Cultivator Sect who lost their lives in the past few days feel a little better. Show some anger! But... everything seemed to be beyond his expectations!

"Oh, Yuan Mou, you still underestimate the monks of this Dao Sect!" Yuan Qing had no choice but to admit with a sigh, "They are definitely not able to compare to us sword cultivators in terms of fighting alone, but their unpredictable secret skills and The method is really a headache!”

"Not bad!" Ling Yunwu also flew over at this time and said with a smile, "If this were not the case, how could there be a disciple of Yu Lei Sect pretending to be a foundation-building monk? To scare...all the sword cultivators? If not, Ling How is it possible for a certain person to invite a dozen fantasy sword swordsmen to deal with this Lei Yu Sect disciple?"

"Well" Yuan Qing was probably feeling the same, and immediately sympathized with Ling Yunwu, and asked again, "Isn't this Jindan cultivator just now what Friend Ling Jian was looking for?"

"No!" Ling Yunwu shook his head, "This person is dressed in military uniform, and he claims to be a monk of Quanjin Mountain. He is not a disciple of Yu Lei Sect! Moreover, Ling has also observed for a long time that among the Dao Sect disciples who appeared previously, none of them are wearing Yu Lei Sect. Lei Zong Clothing Disciple!”

"How was the damage just now?" Yuan Qing glanced at Yingzhuo and asked in a low voice.

"I asked the disciples at Gao Kong to make some calculations. Just because of the sudden attack by Dao Zong monks, our sword realm lost about 230 warriors!" Yingzhuo also replied in a low voice, "Moreover, Dao Zong The monks were prepared in advance, and this time only the corpses of about seventy monks were left!"

"Hmm!~" Yuan Qing let out a long breath, looked at the deep pit again, and said coldly, "Master Li Valley, how is your soil-devouring insect?"

"Senior Jiaoyuan knows. We have to wait for another hour!" Li Min replied hurriedly.

"Okay, warriors of the Sword Realm! Continue to spread your anger to the monks underground!" Yuan Qing waved his hand and said, "This time the monks of the Dao Sect will never dare to come out for a sneak attack!"

"Yes!" The sword cultivator was already furious after being attacked by a monk. At this time, he heard Yuan Qing's instructions and he cheered loudly. He rearranged his formation again and attacked the black hole!

Inside Quanjin Mountain. Tu Hong's face had a pale golden color. He was sitting on the chair and adjusting his breath. A layer of yellow brilliance overflowed around him, giving off a faint glow.

Lan Qin looked at it for a while.

He walked out quietly again!

After an hour, when Lan Qin quietly turned around again, Tu Hong had returned to his original appearance.

"General~" Lan Qin glanced at the light curtain above the magic weapon and whispered, "That weird spirit insect has been released again. I'll wait..."

"Hold on first!" Tu Hong sighed. Waving his hands, he said, "I, the Quan Jinshan monk, am far inferior to the swordsman in strength. Let's gather our strength first and wait for the final battle!"

"The general has done a great job by injuring the Illusion Sword cultivator. There is no need to blame yourself!" Lan Qinhui misunderstood and hurriedly comforted him.

"Haha, Brother Lan!" Tu Hong waved his hand and said with a smile. "Although Yuan Qing is in the late stage of Jindan, Tu Mou really made him suffer just now! Although Tu Mou abandoned the magic weapon and suffered some minor injuries, Yuan Qing is definitely more injured than Tu Mou. It’s even heavier! If a swordsman with late-stage Jindan strength can be defeated in Tu’s hands, Tu will be happy even if he dies!”

"Yeah. The little old man was terrified when he saw it just now!" Lan Qin didn't hide his feelings and said with a smile.

Tu Hong pointed his hand at the light screen and said: "Not only are our Quanjin Mountain disciples smaller in number than the sword cultivators besieging outside, but also the high-level disciples are far behind! Look here, you can't see anything in the light screen. There are dozens of magic sword swordsmen standing there! They all seem to be as good as Yuan Qing!"

"Ah?? A dozen phantom sword swordsmen?" Lan Qin was immediately dumbfounded, "How could a sword cultivator invest so many phantom swords in our Quanjin Mountain? This is unreasonable!!"

"Hehe. Who knows?" Tu Hong was not as gaffey as Lan Qin, and said coldly, "The more they come, the happier Tu will be!"

"General..." Lan Qin hesitated and stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Tu Hongqi asked, "What does Brother Lan have to say?"

"The monks of the Dao Sect...have some complaints again!~" Lan Qin whispered, "If the general hadn't decisively killed a Quanjinshan disciple last time, I'm afraid they would have come looking for me again!"

"These damn monks!" Tu Hong gritted his teeth and said, "They claim to be the orthodox members of the Dao Sect, and they don't take our Xantian City seriously! What do they know about mobilizing troops and generals? What do they know about the truth and reality?"

"Yes!" Lan Qin smiled bitterly, "They said that I have too few disciples in Quanjin Mountain and they are all hiding elsewhere, so they just let them go out and work hard!"

Hearing this, Tu Hong was not angry but smiled and said: "These Dao Sect disciples do have a few discerning people! That's all, tell them to let them practice quietly. After a few days, the sword cultivator will The spiritual insects will devour the soil into the defensive formation. We will fight to the end. If we are defeated, we will abandon the Quanjin Mountain Spiritual Stone Mine!"

"Isn't this good!" Lan Qin whispered, "Weakening my morale without fighting is not the way to win! Besides, when those Dao Sect monks heard this, didn't they all flee?"

"Hehe, I asked them to flee, but do the sword cultivators agree?" Tu Hong sneered, "If they want to live, they can only fight desperately!"

"Yes, I understand!" Lan Qin nodded secretly, turned around and left!

Looking at Lan Qin's back, Tu Hong's eyes fell on the light curtain again, frowning, thinking secretly: "Why did a dozen phantom swordsmen suddenly appear? These swordsmen don't seem to be in charge of the sword sect here, what are they... doing here?"

Yes, Tu Hong couldn't figure out even if he racked his brains, these phantom swordsmen actually came for Xiao Hua who was still at the bottom of the spirit stone vein!

"How is it?" After a few days, seeing that there was no movement of the captain's token, Xiao Hua had to come out to see. At this time, Cui Hongshen and others had returned. Xiao Hua looked at them and their expressions were very serious, and asked in a low voice.

"Let Junior Brother Xiao know!" Zhen Minghui said, "We have looked in all four directions of this place, and it is just as Junior Brother said. There is not a single cultivator, and there is no movement at all!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation.)